Y A Mi Qué

Today a feeling has died
Under the bed, a flower with a scent of bad memories
A poor street in color
Drawn on the sidewalks
That fades with each step...

I lose a couple of your smiles
On a thread, there's no equality
Under a bridge, it sleeps
In the hands of Adam and Eve
The serpent told you, the sea has shared it
I’ll lose all my charm in no time
All the dreams I never had
That the wind whispered to me
I got home late and without you
Poor crazy butterfly, its wing broke while flying...

And what about me, if I get lost in the bars, so what?
If they laugh at me when they see me, who cares?
If I’ve got the guts
To walk the streets, breaking the night and without you
Prescribing my life on a piece of paper, that’s all I can do
Escape from the world, leaving you alone, chasing luxury...

There’s an absent homeless man
On the street, humanity
The cops sleeping, hiding from the city
Two hookers on a corner just trying to make a living...

Without saying there’s a dump full of poppies on a mattress
Two thieves planning
To steal forgiveness from the moon
And I’m still in hell
Trying to be the worst...

And what about me, if I get lost in the bars, so what?
If they laugh at me when they see me, who cares?
If I’ve got the guts
To walk the streets, breaking the night and without you
Prescribing my life on a piece of paper, that’s all I can do
And escape from the world, leaving you alone, chasing luxury...

And to say that I carry my life in my feet
I don’t even want to see your love anymore
'Cause I closed off the feelings I had for you
And now I sell it without faith
I’ll give it away on sale
I’ll change the beam of this train
Settling your long bridge
Screaming that I hope you’re doing well.